How long has it been
Since you thought
I forgot
The lies that you called sin
Were natural
Our inclination
To touch skin
To rush in
And feel pleasure
In pleasuring
Measured by unmeasured breathing
Leaning in lips touch
Pulling out as much
As pushing in
Gasping
Desperate for the touch
I miss that as much
As anyone can
For it has been
A long time between
Lovers